Sam looked at Remi, a little surprised, as his wrist was taken - he had not even realised what he had been doing, not until the pain on his scalp faded away. It was so natural to him to find ways to punish himself, especially after years of being unable to feel anything; it was harder to stop poking at yourself when there were no real physical consequences for doing so.
"No. That's the worst part. It was only a day or so ago. I met him in the Loreseeker's guild and I was so happy to see him alive, but..." He sighed. He had been the one to bring up that the blame for the Blight laid with him, but he had not expected Jigano's explosive reaction. "He seems to think I follow The Voice completely without question like a stupid child...and I do trust her, but it's not blind. I...I think if this portal in the Mathair leads us somewhere new, well...maybe that's...something that could justify the mistake of the Blight? I don't know."
While Sam knew all of that about Ronin, he felt that in the grand scheme of things it didn't really matter - the Blight still clearly had to do with the The Voice, and well - Jigano seemed to consider him guilty by association. But he didn't want to argue with what he so desperately wanted to be true, so he nodded.
"Remi..." He played with the words in his head before he said them. "You know, not in the way I once did, but I really do love you. I...I've never had a real family before, and..."
Samuel
I tried to dance with the devil on your back
